“I don't know how I spend it, but somehow it goes.”
“Oh, they have been abroad, but anybody can do that these days.”
“Poor man! I feel sorry for him—she's terribly extravagant.”
“We don't see much of our home these days.”
“My twentieth trip across the ocean.”
“Our children are in boarding-schools, and my husband is living at his club.”
I wanted to smoke and excused myself from Betsey and went out on the deck, now more than half deserted, and stood looking off at the night. Family history was pouring out of the state-room windows, and I could not help hearing it. Grandma, slightly deaf, was saying to her daughter:
“Lizzie must be more careful when those young men come to the door. This morning she wasn't half dressed when she opened it.”
“Oh yes, she was.”
“No, she wasn't; I took particular notice. And every morning she wets her hair in my perfumery. Then, sadly, It's almost gone.”